When Fu Zhimei came home from work, I was still sleeping. He tiptoed in. I didn't find that he was too sleepy. Recently, he seemed to be sleepy. And now in winter, he seems to be sleeping more.

Fu Zhiyu returned to the living room again, looked around, and nodded satisfactorily. Although the living room was occupied in a corner, it was in good order and not obstructive to the eyes.

Fu Zhimei runs to visit, these things are the little woman's cherished heart.

Although Fu has clothing department, he has never been there. On the one hand, he does not know how to do it. On the other hand,...